I heard that song today "give in" by Tina Dico. and it made me think of how i've been feeling recently. and i think Graeme has been feeling it too. There has been a slump of sorts. It may be the weather, the gray drab spring before the shine that makes you think nothing pretty and vibrant will ever resurface, despite the knowledge that it is just around the corner. the rebirth of flora and good times seemingly too far to count on. It makes one feel an itch that you can't seem to scratch because, while you can feel that it is somewhere on your back, you can't seem to get the spot right on. almost as though it is inside your skin and unscratchable. strangely as i type this my back is getting itchy. a literal itch is so much easier to scratch than a metaphoric one.
So Graeme is off in the spring to England and I am still at odds with what to do with myself. In so many ways I am back at the drawing board. new job? maybe. not sure if i'm ready to leave this one, though i know i should. new apartment. perhaps. though i know i am not anxious to move despite my desire to not live where i am. new city. maybe it's time. but then where? back to the old create a new life for Laura stage. which is both frustrating and lovely.
Similar to the beginning of a road trip. Where you have no plan except to not plan. Where you know you want to have some adventures, but you can't plan for them because you don't know really what you want. But you ar sure that you'll know it when you see it. We always know our cake when we see it don't we Graeme? And we won't hesitate to eat it when we find it. We just like to wait till someone lays it out in front of us so we can say, " Yes I'll take a big piece please".
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